Dai Luan was awakened by a chill.
When she opened her eyes, there was darkness in front of her, and her neck hurt terribly even if she moved even a little bit. Maybe she had stayed in one position for too long. She moved her shoulders slightly, and her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness. The bed was against the wall, which was covered with dust. A small window was opened on the opposite side, and the cold wind was pouring in from inside. This was how she woke up from the cold.
The quilt was patched, very thin, and very damp. If you grab a handful, you can almost squeeze out water. There was a faint salty smell in the air, a smell she had never smelled before. The medicine box was placed under the bed, and she checked it. Fortunately, there was a small button on each drawer, so the contents did not fly out in the spiritual veins, and the map was still there.
Among the faint and regular noises, the voices of two people talking were heard, very softly.
"We don't have to do these things." The woman polished the wooden awl with a knife, "I knew that the old man didn't give us a holiday when he asked me to go back to my hometown to see."
The man was wiping a shiny knife: "Do you have any nostalgia for this place? I don't seem to have deep feelings."
"Neither did I. This is where we were abandoned."
"The old man takes us in."
"Yes, that's right. I'll use this as a threat to make us do anything we don't want."
"You don't like fighting, or killing? You can do both very well."
"No. I'm not saying I like it, and I'm not saying I don't like it. I'm about to save enough money - and then leave, as far away as possible."
Dai Luan quietly lay at the door, watching the two people busy and talking on the stone chairs outside the door. Under the dim moonlight, their dark clothes almost melted in the night. Only the scabbard on the side was illuminated, and the stream of light passed over it.
The pattern on the knife looked familiar...even though I had only seen it once, and it was far away. It's similar to Tang He's, but not quite the same.
She suddenly took a breath of air: Could they be from the Tang Sect?
"Shua——"
The sharpened wooden awl suddenly passed over the tip of her nose and penetrated deeply into the wall on her side. Several cracks immediately exploded around it. Dai Luan's eyes widened and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe.
"Now that you're awake, come here." The woman said coldly.
"You are too fierce." The man said to her, stood up and took a step closer to Aluan, "I'm sorry, Huailan scared you. Don't be afraid, let's chat casually."
Dai Luan briefly analyzed the current situation - first she and Shan Hai Mu Wan were involved in the spiritual veins, and then after an unknown amount of time, they appeared in this unknown place. Those two people didn't look like a good person, but other than that, she didn't see any more living people. So she hesitated and took a few steps closer to them.
etc.
She suddenly stopped and stared at the collars of the two men carefully. The folding of the skirt is not quite right.
"You, are you from Zuojinmen?" Dai Luan backed away repeatedly, with surprise written all over his face.
"If we wanted to kill you, we would have killed you long ago, so why worry." The man laughed, "Although we do know that you are the daughter of the Lord of Dailuan City. But it doesn't matter, we will not make things difficult for you. Ah, introduce yourself. , I’m Tang Qinglan, this is my partner Huailan.”
Dai Luan looked at them suspiciously, but still didn't move his feet: "After all, this is a fake name, right?"
"It's true and it's false. What's true and what's false? People are nameless." Tang Huailan, who was sitting over there, glanced sideways at her. It was neither contempt nor provocation, just a meaningless look.
"We are indeed from the Zuoji Sect, but we are under the command of the Tang Sect."
"Where's the person I was with before?"
"You mean Daoist Rin? He's in the room next to you, and he doesn't seem to have woken up yet."
"Ah...is that so?"
Dai Luan looked back and suddenly felt relieved when she learned that the master was there. So she walked forward and sat on another stone chair not far from them.
"We are your saviors!"
Qinglan said jokingly. He did have the unique awe of a killer, but that blade-like aura was wrapped in this humility. In comparison, the woman over there looks more like a killer.
"Really?"
"Of course. You and your master are sleeping on the rock where we brought you. The owner of the house passed away not long ago, and no one has disturbed the residence recently. We can borrow it for a few days."
"Wait a minute." Dai Luan interrupted him, "How do you know he is my master?"
After saying this, Qinglan fell silent. Huailan's eyes moved from the dagger he used to cut wood to her body, and he said something lightly, and his reaction was very quick.
Dai Luan bravely asked: "Do you know about us? How much do you know?"
Huailan suddenly stood up and walked over, casting a shadow on her, making her lean back a little in fright. Tang Huailan suddenly handed over the knife, and his hand grasped the bladed side. Dai Luan was stunned for a moment, tentatively stretched out her hand and grasped the handle of the dagger.
It was an ordinary dagger, a little dull and rusty, with a bleeding groove on the side, like a weapon used against people. Maybe Tang Huailan wasn't going to use it anymore and just gave it to her casually.
"We know a lot." Huailan was very calm, but his indifferent temperament was somewhat restrained. "We received orders from above and learned that the people we want to arrest are chasing you. So as long as we find you first, we can wait and see. In exchange. , we are going to bring another person to you. Don’t worry, he is not the one who is here to hunt you down.”
"Chasing, chasing? Don't scare me... Is it the Laughing Wolf?"
Huailan turned his back, looked at her for the last time, and said lightly no.
It seems that they are really from Zuojinmen and know the Laughing Wolf. Dai Luan's little mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the information she knew now, but it was too limited and she couldn't analyze it.
"I want to go back to the house and take a look." She stood up.
Tang Qinglan nodded: "Go."
Dai Luan returned to the dilapidated room, opened the door next door, and ran to the bed. The mountains and seas really lie here, but they didn't lie to her. She tried pushing Shan Hai, but he didn't wake up, so she gave up asking him to wake up and simply let him continue sleeping. Lin Shanhai still had no expression, just like when he was awake. A small window was opened on the opposite side, and the dim light fell on his face, making his skin color very pale, with a faint dark blue, which was the unique color of clean nightlight.
Shan Hai woke up suddenly, sat up like a corpse, and almost hit Dai Luan's head. She trembled all over and was so frightened that she didn't have time to scream, but just stared at him blankly. For some reason, when he woke up, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid, completely different from when he was lying down.
"What's wrong with you?" she said. "I'm really scared to death."
Shanhai looked at her like a stranger. Then he raised his hand and called her over. Dai Luan took a step forward inexplicably, and Shan Hai gently patted her head, shoulders, and arms, as if to confirm whether she was a ghost. Afterwards, he sighed. Dai Luan was confused.
"It's okay. I had a nightmare, it doesn't matter. By the way, Liangqiu..."
Dai Luan didn't speak and shook her head silently.
"I couldn't catch her - I don't know where she went, she was just like, just like Wu Qi disappeared. How do we find her...? Can we still find her? And Wu Qi... …”
Her somewhat fragile side is still exposed, at least there is no need to hide it in front of the mountains and seas. Shan Hai didn't know what to say. He was neither willing to say anything that could only serve as comfort, nor could he give a practical solution. He was always realistic and sober, so that he faced those real stings in the most direct way.
The two people outside the house came over and leaned against the door.
"They are Tang Qinglan and Tang Huailan. Yes, they are from the Tang family... and also from the Zuojin sect."
Of course Shanhai noticed it and nodded slightly to them. He knew very well that he was most likely brought here by them. Even if they are not tied up, they are still treating each other politely, but they probably have some purpose.
He sat up with Dai Luan's help and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank you both for coming to the rescue."
"Don't thank it too early." Huailan looked at him, "We have made an agreement with the Six Paths Impermanence and will take you to see him. Now that you are awake, pack up and come with us. He has been waiting for you."
"Six Paths of Impermanence?" Shanhai and his apprentice looked at each other, "Is it Lord Jiyue?"
"You'll know when you go. No matter what you say to him, no matter where you go from now on, we will follow you from a distance. Please don't take offense."
Tang Huailan said these words like a program, his face was like a frozen lake, and he couldn't see anything other than the cold.
"Why?"
"It has nothing to do with you. Taking you to see him will naturally give us information that is beneficial to us. We are just informing you and have no intention of discussing it with you. We also hope that the Taoist priest will not misunderstand anything."
Not knowing what else to do anyway, Shan Hai and Dai Luan simply packed up and left with the two of them. It was very quiet along the way, but if you listen carefully, you can detect rhythmic sounds that your ears have become accustomed to. They should be natural sounds. From flat road to gravel beach, the sound gradually increases and becomes difficult to ignore.
They stepped on fine, moist, soft sand—it turned out to be the sound of waves crashing on the shore. Before crossing the spiritual vein, they were still far away from any coast, so the sight before him felt unreal. From the sound to the smell of the wind, everything gives the mountains and sea a strange feeling. It wasn't familiarity or liking, it was just an inexplicable touch that made him feel a little sad.
The sea is endless and magnificent. Every ripple embraces the moon into its arms, crushes it, grinds it, and collects it piece by piece. Under the boundless night sky, the sea water showed a strange dark blue color, as if it could swallow up all sounds and all light.
"A question has been bothering me." Shanhai stopped and looked at the sea, "Where is...where is this place?"
The two people leading the way turned back at the same time, stared at each other, and then looked at them. After a long time, Tang Qinglan whispered three words.
"Zanglan Sea."
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